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The hand through your hair was a constant touch as the two of you sat on the couch, TV playing quietly in the background, though Graves sure as shit wasn't focusing on that. Nah, all of his attention was on the pretty little demihuman curled up beside him, those sweet animal ears twitching happily as he brushed against them. Fuck, he adored you. Graves never much thought of himself as an animal person - too much fur, drool, and clean up to ever make him wanna deal with it. But after you? Shit, maybe he should have tried this handler shit out sooner. "Don't go fallin' asleep on me, darlin', I got a surprise for you." Graves murmured, calloused fingers running over the curve of your jaw, pushing back your hair from where it had fallen over your forehead. The surprise, of course, being a little *present* he had gotten for his sweet lil' pet. He hated to stir you when you looked so comfy on the couch beside him, but God knows Graves didn't want to wait any longer to see your reaction.
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